Thankful for it all

I will be thankful because my parents taught me early that there is always something to be thankful for. I will be thankful because the alternative doesn’t serve me—or my boys. Gratitude is what makes the hardest moments less painful and somehow more meaningful.

The Most Deserving

I'm currently on my work trip and will be gone for the next two days, so my anxiety is at an all-time high. Nico doesn't do well typically when I'm gone, so I have to do a lot of prepping in the days leading up to my trips. This includes filling out the "mommy away, … Continue reading The Most Deserving →

With Open Arms

I love taking Nico to the trampoline park. He finds so much joy in jumping. He always has. He got his first trampoline when he was 2 years old, shortly after his diagnosis, and he used that tramp every single day until he outgrew it. I learned early on in his autism diagnosis that he … Continue reading With Open Arms →

Pivot

This week I had a gut check. I was brought back to reality. I was told my son is not making gains academically and it has come time to consider a new educational path for him. I wasn’t shocked and knew it was coming, but what has become the most soul-sucking is the fact that … Continue reading Pivot →

Teachable Moments

Nico was not able to sit and do any of his schoolwork today. I had a feeling it was going to be a tough day as soon as the first meltdown started ten minutes after he woke up. First the whining began for no reason. Then, he started making weird noises that got louder and … Continue reading Teachable Moments →

Reality Check

Today I was shaken by Autism. Nothing extraordinary happened with Nico. He didn't have too rough of a day, but it was enough to ground me back in reality. I think I had been living a bit in my idealistic universe, which I try to live in more and more everyday, but when a day … Continue reading Reality Check →

Choosing Your Battles

I remember my Mother "choosing her battles" a lot when I was growing up. Whether it was with my brother, my father, or me, one of us got off the hook with something so she could keep her sanity. She was the quintessential SUPER MOM that always seemed to have it together and made parenting … Continue reading Choosing Your Battles →

Trust and Believe

As I lay here in bed on the eve of my son's first day of Kindergarten, I am surprisingly comforted by the fact that there are hundreds of other parents sending their kids off to Kindergarten tomorrow as well. Parents who are possibly tossing and turning in their beds, withered by anxiety. Parents who are … Continue reading Trust and Believe →